So this company sent me an email about a free photo book. This happened at a point that I was in a transition. I still had an art Career. (A career in art is  hard to define so it’s hard to be taken from you.) I just didn’t have it in me anymore. No inspiration, I’ve seen it all by now. It was a tough time 

           Then I got a email about a free picture book. Looked legit so I began shooting all my paintings trying to make a “professional looking portfolio”  finished work with some wordy bullshit next to it to sell you.  A Christie’s catalog..

        But who was this for again? I’m 10 years out of the tattoo shop by then. I’m getting into local galleries and not selling.. I don’t care for a portfolio already have a couple. my whole beginnings in art were to make something I never saw before. I think the algorithms took that idea and slammed it against the wall. It’s all been done. On a level of here’s an image I have seen enough. 

 

But free book so… 

 

When I went back into my old folders I found something unexpected. Like most of you I am a keeper of everything drawn. I have thumbnails for every comic page ever drawn, sketches and scripts. I have em all. But as I lived, focused on an image. I must have sprinkled little reminders of time gone by.  Photos from the shop, pics of my kid, the beach pass. Notes and letters.  a curated trip down memory lane.

 

this book is to be more a tribute. A messy collage of sensory overload. That’s what life is….

 

     This is the b roll of work. Nothing really finished just a taste from the river. It’s not even the whole book.. that’s for me. 

 

It’s a solid representation of a point in life that flys by in a second. Captured on photo paper..  That’s the artsy crap I would say To sell you 

 

That’s not what this is for. This is a collage of scraps I pulled from my keep folder. It’s personal like a journal. a puzzle that only I can solve. But more importantly it contains a real life, well lived.

 

Enjoy and make your own.     

                                      Joey No 

 

 

 

 

 

 

. My love for illustration is the love off the line, even scraps could contain a charm finished work never will have. 

 

 

With memories and photos sprinkled throughout. A tribute to a small window in time..